Confusion...its when you haven`t the slightest clue what the hell you should do or feel, you have no idea where to go or who to follow, can`t see your allies from your enemy`s...its a terrible thought...its even worst then puberty...its even worse then Rebecca Black`s music...its Stalin for the soul...its like a ten ton brick that fell on you on your wedding day, its like a house that just fell on you when you wore this close on destroying the munchkins...it`s like being lost in your house or scared of a hug...
The thing is...we should get a cornerstone for our life and rely on that because we should never give in to confusion...it`s poisonous and like all things that are bad for us we should get a cure...
Like every poison, confusion leaves marks...
Marks can be good or bad...you can learn a lot from them...and we should always take notice of what we learned so far...
I honestly don`t know if i`m cured but i do believe i`m on the right path...
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